“It looks very mean to be a ‘she,’” Shelby shrugged. She was dressed as she might for any day of work on the ranch, and I thanked her more tha... once for taking the time to help and hang out today.“Oh, she’s a she,” I said matter-of-factly. “And she’s all mine.”“Boys and their toys,” she chided me once again. Her appraisal of the racecar ended as she began to look around the dusty old shop.“Where do we start?” she said, glancing around at the mess.“Well, grandpa said we could move any of the. The ProgramBy Dawn NatelleI have to admit that when I first discovered the program, I was a little leery of it. I mean, one minute I was browsing the Internet, looking for something to attract my interest and the next minute my computer seemed to go off on a tangent. Netscape disappeared and this message "What would you like to be today?" appeared on the screen.I wasn't sure if it was some kind of virus, or a Microsoft promotion that had been embedded on my disk. I was more worried about the. Soon she began rocking back and forth on my shaft. rubbing her g-spot against me before she lifted herself up and plunged back down, beginning to ride me with more force. I grabbed at her breasts as she grunted on top, before suddenly she climbed off, turned round and rode me in reverse. This presented her arse to me, and I played with it as she bounced, there was plenty of wetness for me to run my finger around her hole, and she moaned as I toyed with it. "Are you not gonna cum?" she asked. Tucking it behind my ear, then placing a gentle kiss on my cheek. The lift reached the first story, I passed by the lobby so quickly that I never noticed the heavy downpour. ‘Shit!’ I silently cursed, remembering that I didn’t have my umbrella with me. I ran fast to the nearest bus stop, using my bag to cover me. It wasn’t much of a help, I was soaking wet before I can even reach the stop. Glanced up to the electrical board above me, I missed the 6:35 bus, the next bus will arrive in 20.